First, what I am knitting:
This is going to be a hat. A hat knitted on Size 1 needles. It is taking FOREVER. But when it is done, it will look quite fetching on my handsome, bald friend.
I’m still working on the super secret project as well, just slowly. Veeerrry slowly. Still on chart 4. Trudging along.
This was me this weekend. Pay no mind to the pretty people I stand with. Just take a look at that GORGEOUS SHAWL!!
I finally had an excuse to wear my handmade Batik shawl. It was ready to get out of my dining room and out into the world. Sadly though, it was a beautiful hot day (sadly for my shawl, happily for the bride) so at this wedding, it didn’t get worn much.
My little cousin Sarah was the one getting married and we had a GREAT time. It was an emotional time for me. Sarah’s dad is my dad’s brother. I sat at the table with my dad’s sister and brother and other family, and Dad felt very absent. It was the first time I’d seen any of them since his memorial service, and I held back tears much of the time. Then Sarah did something very special, and had the DJ play a song in honor of her Uncle Jimmy, and she had him play Elvis’ Suspicious Minds…a favorite of his. I cried. A lot. Right there on the dance floor. He would have been so honored if he knew. Many people were missing my dad that night.
Here is the beautiful bride and her new husband. The kiss is always my favorite picture.
And here is Sarah with her dad, my Uncle Gary.
I just love that picture. And the shawl tried to make another appearance, squeeze into one more picture….
But alas, the camera seemed determined all night to anger me, and purposely was making potentially beautiful pictures blurry.
We drove back home that night…3 and 1/2 hours….so that we could get up and celebrate something else. I became a godmother.
That’s me, dunking the baby. Actually, they just poured water on his head. He slept through it all. His name is Blake Mathew, and he loves me already, I can tell. As soon as I pick him up, he falls asleep. I either really relax him or really bore him. His dad’s behind me in the above picture, making sure I don’t drop him in his slippery satin outfit.
And I wasn’t there solely for Blake. His older brother Liam was also baptized. Here they all are below.
I was super proud to be a part of this event.
Emmet learned how to use my cruddy camera and does a pretty good job, as you’ll see below.
Hee hee…he was trying out the zoom.
And no blog post would be complete without a picture of this little guy:
Well, I have more pictures of a hurricane, a zoo and an amusement park, but those will have to wait for the next post. It’s been a busy couple weeks!
09.12.11 at 9:08 pm
LOVE the shawl. See – they come in very handy for formal events where you just need something just in case it turns cool. I thought of Sarah on Saturday – that the rain and storms all cleared out and gave her a perfect day. You all looked wonderful at the wedding. And I will never let Emmet take a picture of me. I really don’t want to see what I look like quite that close up. 🙂 Love you.
09.13.11 at 12:58 am
09.13.11 at 1:34 am
What a wonderful blog. I did my fair she of crying too dancing with Dad/Uncle Gary during the song for your dad. What a Blessed weekend you had! Wonderful blog!